Raw

Here I share raw ideas & materials, un cooked, un mixed, simply as they come

 

 

As Poetry is the music of words in motion 
the garment for insight and prayer
thus the instrument of what is, lends itself generously

to the intimate connection between heaven & earth
male & female, name & form

Music is the language of the root of us All 

 

 

Take the weight of the sky off your shoulders
no need to control
cause there is none
Let go of the map, forget borders
the game for the goal
is already won